The surviving group who had escaped Akaguar’s clutches regrouped by the riverside. Sordin gave a suddenly-sober inspiring speech (http://www.obsidianportal.com/campaign/beer-run/wikis/sordins-post-kerent-hold-escape-soliloquy) and, after some consideration, they decide to press on in the hopes of completing their quest and hopefully finding their lost companions.
They decided to take the 5-day over-land route. Longer, but significantly less underwater. So they headed towards Ulek, skirting the mountains. After a long trek, Osmund heard music in the distance, presumably from a clearing. None recognized it, but Bolin noticed a human following behind them. This Kelin claimed to be a fellow traveler from Kerent Hold, having fled as well and on his way to join his troupe in the meadow. The dwarves decide to join him and find a caravan there as well.
Geddin was unhappy with the amount of noise the wild festival was making, claiming they would not hear the oncoming armies of death. A bit overdramatic isn’t he? Bolin replied that they would likely attack the humans for their lack of good taste while they slipped off into the night, a thought which affronted Geddin’s sense of honor and beating the snot out of things.
Despite this, they get dinner and some ale in the party. Sordin is dismayed to find that Bolin actually is willing to drink /human/ ale – filthy stuff! The food isn’t much better, having likely gotten someone else’s meal by mistake.
Bolin discerns that the caravan is headed across the Lortmil Mountains to southern Celene, and the northern extents of the Principality of Ulek that are contested by the orcs of the Pomarj. They decide not to link up with the caravan as the direct rout south will probably be more safe and less distracting.
Also a tent fell over and people laughed.